“I think I have seen him somewhere; but you will find him now in the
avenue with Miss Curtis; and we must hurry back,” she said, nodding and
smiling as she went on. She liked Durant a great deal better than she
liked Bertie; but to escape from her present dilemma was more important
than either. “Now, Matilda, make haste; let us get home,” she said. She
had sent the Rector “after them,” not without a certain malicious
pleasure. She had freed herself from the immediate danger in which she
lay. He would talk, and they would be obliged to listen, as, otherwise,
Nancy would have been; and with another anxious look behind, she sped
along the road. But it was an unlucky day. In the village street they
met Mrs. Rolt, who also had a thousand things to say. She rushed across
the street with a budget full of news, and laughed and joked, and
congratulated the young stranger on having made such an impression upon
Sir John. Mrs. Rolt told Nancy that she had been at the Hall immediately
after luncheon, and that Sir John would talk of nothing else.
“And he is a very good friend, a faithful friend, though he is not very
demonstrative,” said Cousin Julia; “but, indeed, my dear, he was quite
demonstrative about you, and talked of you all the time. Mr. Durant was
there,” she added confidentially, “and I don’t think he much wanted Mr.
Durant. You know there was always a kindness between him and Lucy; but
it would be quite out of the question for Lucy, quite out of the
question, especially since her brother’s unfortunate marriage.”
“What has her brother’s marriage got to do with it?” cried Nancy,
forgetting, in this unexpected attack, even her fears.
“Oh, my dear, don’t you know what a dreadful thing it is for the family?
It has spoiled Arthur’s life, poor fellow. Where are the heirs to come
from?” Cousin Julia cried pathetically. “However bad she might be, it
would not be quite so bad, you know, if there were any heirs; but the
succession, my dear! Lucy must marry, and she must marry well, or what
is to become of the family?” Mrs. Rolt said with decision. “She, too,
will have to suffer for her brother. The innocent are always involved
with the guilty; and when once a wrong thing has been done, one never
knows where it may end.”
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